Chapter 636: special

"Huh! Why do we give our house and field to those outsiders?"
"Yes, yes."
"Hi! I have been getting more and more pain in my back recently, and I can hardly do it anymore. I can only grit my teeth every day."
"I don't even think about who taught them planting techniques."
"Never sit still and wait for death!"
In a hall under construction, a lot of people are busy, many people are nagging, everything nowadays is too unfair to the original townspeople, one of them is looking at the drawings. The middle-aged man put down the drawing in his hand.
"Don't nag anymore, it won't be good if it is heard by those rascals."
Many people were daring to be angry and dare not to speak. The tools that some people were tapping in their hands tapped harder to express their inner dissatisfaction. Their place was originally a place south of the ruling post. The small trading market now needs to be expanded and transformed into a large 50% high gathering and trading place.
There is no guard at the construction site. The construction period is April 1st this year, which is April 1st, 2277.
This project started after Christmas last year and was given to them, a construction team of nearly 300 people. They used to be some craftsmen in the town. Most of the construction facilities in the town were built by them. Got up.
Although Villa promised them that as long as they are done, they can be allocated houses, but many people still complain that their houses in the past no longer belong to them, and they are allocated to those high-level houses. I have looked for Vera many times. Many people just want to get back their house, but Vera did not agree to their invitation.
Not only them, but the aborigines in the town in the past have been to Villa, because the land and houses belonged to them in the past, and they also made great contributions to Winter City, but Villa did not Give them the slightest benefit, which is unacceptable to most people.
Today’s weather is a bit cold, and the coldest time of the year has started. Just entering February, many people started working at 7 o’clock in the morning. Now it’s just after 9 o’clock, some people can’t do it anymore, and their hands and feet are still numb. of.
Some people couldn't stand it anymore, so they stopped. Gradually more and more people stopped, with only a trace of warm sunlight shining on them, but this already made many people feel satisfied.
"This is not a life for humans at all."
At this time, one person lost the tool in his hand, and for a while, the people who were still busy around the hall stopped unanimously. Everyone felt the same. Many of them contributed to the riots surrounding the town. They have lost too much, lost their relatives, and now even lost their own property. Many people have worked so hard for most of their lives, and everything they have worked hard for most of their lives has gone into nothing.
"Msta, what to do!"
At this time, many people looked at the middle-aged man who was standing in front of the small table in the middle looking at the construction drawings. Some people could not help sobbing. They did a lot of work and kept their eyes open every day. Participated in the construction of the house, but basically the treatment is the same as other people, not only them, but other people in the town are also the same.
Many people have been discussing some things recently. Although Villa said on the surface that you can send representatives to discuss with her if you have any questions, they have sent representatives to discuss with her many times, but the result is still the same. Villa did not agree to them. Claim.
Most of the people's requirements are also very simple. They should return the properties and some fields that originally belonged to the townsfolk, and their treatment should be improved, but these requirements were rejected by Verla one by one.
"I'll go over now and talk to Virla again."
As he said, Musta turned around and walked away. Someone advised him not to go anymore, but there was no result if he went, and Musta decided to talk to Verla at last.
"You continue to work, I must get a certain answer today."
Musta walked quickly. The streets were basically quiet. Most of the people either continued to expand and reclaim on the outskirts of the city, or were busy working in farmland and breeding farms. There were only fixed places with a few winter guards. People are patrolling.
"What are you doing in such a hurry? Do you want to come to me for a drink?"
Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, and Musta looked over, it was Redes.
"Old Lei!"
Musta called out Redes and leaned over with a smile.
"Where are you going, Musta!"
"Go talk to the queen."
Redes saw the extreme reluctance on Musta's face, and he smiled helplessly.
"Forget Musta, I think you guys have been too frequent these days, it's still not a good thing!"
"Huh, nothing happened to you, Lao Lei!"
Reds knows what Musta means. They are still the same as before. They will be kinder when they use you, and kick you aside when they don't need you.
"That was the same thing that year, what do you plan to do? If you can't get a satisfactory answer, will it be the same as before?"
Musta looked at Redes fiercely.
"Old Lei, don't forget, you also participated."
Reds laughed haha.
"Yes, I did participate, but I was forced by you."
Musta doesn’t plan to talk to Redes anymore. His credit has gone bankrupt among them. When a problem happened in the town, all of his plans failed, and Musta’s son was also in Raid. Des died in the dense forest near the water plant.
Musta soon came to the palace that had not yet been built. After he explained his intentions to the winter guard at the door, he was taken in and searched directly, and then the guard asked him to wait in the hall.
"Msta!"
At this time an excited voice sounded, and Musta looked over. It was Fred, who was wearing a warm leather jacket and a cloak with the emblem of winter.
"Fred... King!"
Musta bowed only slightly, and Fred ran over happily.
"Is it going well with you?"
Msta lowered his head, his face didn't look good, and Fredela sat him on the chair beside him.
"What's wrong, did something happen?"
"Fred, help us!"
Musta choked, his voice a little sad, he talked about the house and the land, and they built some buildings day and night, which was too much effort for them.
"We just want to get back our property. That was originally our stuff, didn't you, Fred, have you forgotten? We all helped you when you and your sister were studying here before."
Fred gave a slightly uncomfortable hmm, then he stood up.
"When my sister comes, I will talk to her instead of you."
Musta kept saying thank you, and after a while, Villa led the people down from the second floor, Fred immediately leaned over, and Susie followed.
"What's the matter Fred?"
"Sister, why don't you give them back the houses and land that originally belonged to the townspeople?"
Fred said excitedly.
Villa glanced at Musta, who was bent over holding his hat and looked a little disturbed.
"New houses have been allocated to some of you, including more food for you every day than others. All the tools made are given priority to you. What else do you want?"
Virla asked, Musta lowered his head, afraid to speak.
"This is the end of the matter. Don't mention it again. If you want to get back the so-called property, you should talk to the officials of the original country, expel us outsiders, and get it back to you through the law. s things!"
Villa stared at Musta with an angry face. In the past month, the townspeople have often sent representatives to explain something with various reasons. They seem to be opinions but actually threats.
"Sister! How can this be done? The world has become like this now, isn't it difficult for you to be strong?"
Vera glared at Fred.
"You also know Fred? Then do you or you know, Musta, if you are dissatisfied, yes, I can return your land and houses to you, but in the future, I ask you to be self-reliant. There is nothing to do with the city. Talk to Musta? Is it dumb?"
Musta was already a little angry at this time, but he was unable to refute it. It was true that Villa gave them better treatment than ordinary people. This is an indisputable fact.
"Your Majesty, those things were originally me..."
"Okay, I'm going to inspect the reclaimed land. I can come over at any time if I think about it clearly. I can return your house to you, but from now on, Bitter Winter City does not require your participation. What do you want? Anytime, but only on your own land, and once you enter the land of our Winter City, you will be cleaned up as an intruder."
Fred wanted to say something, but his wife Susie had already grabbed his arm and pulled it over.
Virla walked to the front of Musta with her head down and stared at him blankly.
"I figured it out. In the era of pioneering wasteland, cities will only exist because of people, but once cities are established and people start to grow, it is not that cities need you to exist, but you need cities to exist! If you don’t understand, when the city is established, you will only become bones."
Verla's words were a bit cruel, Musta clenched his fists in anger, Verla glanced at Fred, and then walked away with someone.
Although Fred wanted to say something, Susie had already dragged him to the second floor, while Musta was taken out of the palace by two Winter Guardsmen.
"What are you thinking about Fred?"
"Such an approach is too unreasonable. When my sister and I were studying here in the past..."
Susie laughed.
"Fred, if my sister really did that, most people would not be satisfied. There are already more than 30,000 people in Bitter Winter City, and the townspeople have less than 2,000, which is 6.6% of the townspeople. Men, do you think it is possible to get more than half of the city's things?"
Fred looked at his wife blankly.
"They just want to rely on the past Mengyin to become a privileged class, but in this era, it is not easy to survive. Only those with the ability can survive, but they do not have the ability to rely on the past Mengyin and try to vain. People who want to survive as a privileged class have no value. Even if they don't work, the young construction team members will gradually build the city."
Fred did not refute his wife's words, because he also vaguely felt that the townspeople in the past were still complaining about something in the past, but it was the newcomers who worked hard every day.
There will be more and more people in this city, and people will come over every day. In just eight months, the original town has expanded a lot, and the original fields have also doubled. Last month Here, the harvested crop yields can also supply more than 30,000 people, and the food production capacity is still increasing effectively and rapidly.
In the Fred Work Technology Department, some agricultural machinery and equipment are now in full swing every day, because my sister’s very reasonable distribution makes the work efficiency and quality in the farmland amazingly high.
The same is true for urban construction, as well as for education. Some teenagers can already participate in labor while learning, and they are also practicing in the process of learning.
Fred also felt that since Christmas last year, most people in the city have very much agreed with the management and rule of his sister, and the people in the whole city have become closer.
Today, Fred intends to go to the delivery room of the technical department to check the situation of more than 30 newly recruited technicians. Although Fred is managing this part of citizen life, Susie is actually doing all aspects every day. Coordinating, she did a good job.
It's just that Fred now has some sympathy for the people in the town, many of them are over middle-aged, but they have to participate in such high-intensity work every day.
"Fred, everything has restarted now, everyone is on a new starting line, everything now determines everything in the future, not everything in the past can determine the present."
"Ok!"
Fred didn't know what to say, feeling that he couldn't do anything.
"Wait for the winter currency to be issued."
As Susie said, Fred became a little surprised.
"Currency? Don't be kidding. In this era, if currency is issued..."
"The era of collective labor and joint production will come to an end at some point. This is a problem that no one can avoid. The initial construction can be produced by joint labor, but once the construction output is stable, You have to enter the currency era. My sister should already be considering this issue."
Fred swallowed, and he could feel that once the real currency was issued, the city was officially established, and the situation would be even more cruel by then.
Everything now is just the accumulation of primitive capital. Now because most people are afraid of starving, they can rely on food to continuously squeeze everyone’s labor force, and when the food begins to become saturated, after many people have enough food and clothing, what can be further Squeeze everyone's labor force, so that everyone can only continue to work hard, absolutely can not stop, only currency.
"After all, this is a city!"
Fred lowered his head. Although he had never thought about these things before, it was inevitable that Winter City would finally reach the stage of currency.
11:01 in the morning
Musta returned to the square that was still under construction. The desolate appearance made many people feel bad. Most of them leaned forward. Musta repeated Verla's words with difficulty, and most of the people were angry for a moment. The scolding grinned.
The noise was getting louder and louder. In a short while, dozens of members of the Winter Guard approached with weapons and asked them not to make noise, but immediately the people at the construction site became even more angry and gathered together. , Began to confront the people of the Winter Guard.
In a short while, Gerry brought hundreds of Winter Guard members around. He looked at the emotional people, and probably knew from their words why they suddenly gathered.
Many people who had finished their work also returned. They were just watching. Most of them were outsiders. They all knew what the people in the original town were doing and wanted to get their land and houses back. The queen rejected all their demands.
This approach allowed many foreigners to quickly integrate into the society of Bitter Winter City and work hard, because everyone knows that in the early days of the establishment of a city, if you want to live better in the future, you have to work hard. .
A few minutes later, Verla came with more Winter Guards, and the scene got out of control for a while, and someone scolded the dictator.
Virla quietly looked at the angry townspeople before him, and then took the megaphone from Gerry's hand.
"Stop your stupid behavior immediately. If you continue to make trouble, you will be sent to the mine."
Villa's threat did not have any effect, but angered the townspeople. The excited crowd kept leaning towards Villa, and many of the Winter Guard raised their weapons.
boom
The gun rang, and the angry shout ceased abruptly. Virla held the gun in her hand, aimed at the sky and pulled the trigger.
"There is no second time!"
This time Verla's voice became shocking.
"We just want to get back what belongs to us. Why should we give these things to outsiders?"
Some people in the crowd yelled, and many people immediately yelled in agreement.
"Then you go to make a time machine. Go back to the past peaceful era, back to the era when you are living leisurely every day, or if you are so dissatisfied, I can return your things to you, but in the future all your life and death will Bitter Winter City has nothing to do."
Someone immediately stood up and asked Villa to return his house to him, and Villa immediately ordered.
"Gerry, you take someone to confirm his real estate and land documents, and return him a lot of the area. From now on, his life and death have nothing to do with Winter City. This matter is left to you."
More and more people spoke. Villa turned around and led the people away. Gerry nodded immediately. This was the plan Villa had made in detail a few days ago.
Recently, the original townspeople have become more and more fierce, and then Gerry directly took out the signed confirmation of leaving the Winter City prepared by Ville.
Musta wanted to persuade some people, but it seemed that it was too late, and more and more townspeople began to walk to Gerry's side, demanding to take back their own houses.
Gerry called up the household information of the residents in the ruling office building in the past, so that most people who wanted to leave the Winter City lined up for verification. As long as the contract was signed, they could get back their houses and their own land.
Some people quickly signed the contract, and immediately ran towards their land happily, Mstad followed, and he became a little worried.
Sure enough, when I just came to the farmland that belonged to these people in the past, some of the crops that were planted were dug up directly.
"What are you doing?"
A person yelled immediately, but the Winter Guard member next to him immediately spoke.
"This is the crop belonging to our Bitter Winter City, of course we have to take it away."
Someone began to measure the area, and Musta knew clearly that these people were dead.
In the end, hundreds of people returned to their houses, but soon some people regretted it and wanted to go back, but Gerry took out the signed contract and did not agree to their requirements, indicating that they are no longer from Bitter Winter City. Citizens can only operate on their own private land. If they dare to cause problems on the land of Bitter Winter City, they will be regarded as the aggressor and executed directly.
12 noon
At many food distribution points, those who signed the contract were still in the team, but they were quickly taken out of the team by quarantine and sent directly back to their house.
Musta looked at the yelling people, and they glared at him, but he didn't say a word, and he became a little scared at this time, and he didn't feel relieved until he received the food.
"Does it need to be this way?"
Musta just took a bite of food when he saw the Winter Guard directly cut off the water and electricity of a house, while several people in the house stood by the door in despair, watching what happened before them, they resented Looking at himself, Musta held the food in his hand, his hands trembling slightly.
The fate of these people is already obvious, Villa is determined not to be soft, they will be starved to death in the house.
At this time, the people watching the lively eating and laughing, Redes was among them, he saw the bewildered Musta, and then slowly leaned in.
"I shouldn't have told you, Musta."
Musta looked at Reeds angrily, Reeds took a sip of soup, and then smiled and took Musta's hand.
"Come with me, just hide this anger in your heart."
Musta looked at Redes suspiciously.
"I know you are unwilling, and you don't trust me, but all I want to say is Musta. I want to overthrow something. There is no chance now, but in the next few years, waiting for this city Once established, there will be a chance."